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🎀Imagine doing Sam’s makeup for him🎀

Sam Monroe x Reader ☕️

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Fluff but sams a pervert

Sam only allowed you to do his makeup so you’d sit in his lap. He held onto you, his hands resting just above your butt as you held onto his chin. Your pretty pink makeup bag was sprawled out on his floor around you two.

“Sam you’re being difficult!” You huff as he moves his face away from your fluffy makeup brush. “How much shit are you gonna put on me..” he groaned out. He originally thought you were going to help him with his everyday messy eyeliner but to his disappointment you were covering him in glitter and pink pigments. “I just wanna make you look pretty!!” You say as you hit his chest.

You dotted foundation on his face. Your shade wasn’t exactly a match for him but it wasn’t terribly far off if you just didn’t use too much. Sam was very obviously staring at your tits, they jiggled just the tiniest bit as you blended out the product.

“Look up.” You command and he obliges, letting you dot concealer under his eyes. “This is so stupid.” He complained as you blended it out and tilted his head back down.

“Suck in your cheeks.” And he does, allowing you to put blush on his cheek bones with a big fluffy brush. Of course loving him enough to use your fancy Dior blush. “You look so cute!!” You squeal out as he rolls his eyes. You grab a cute frosty highlighter to put onto his cheeks and nose.

“Pink or blue?” You ask with a big grin on your face. “Blue.” He answers gruffly, wanting to get this over with. You use a lighter blue in his inner corner to highlight it and a darker blue on his outer corner, blending it under the eyes. You used a mid point between the two in the middle of the eyelid to blend them together.

“Alright alright we’re almost done.” You say as you reach for your mascara. “Open your eyes please.” You ask but as soon as you bring the wand close to his eyes he flinches. “Sam!!! Stay still!” You roughly grab his jaw, your manicured nails digging into his skin a bit. You wiggle the wand from the base of his lashes all the way to the tip, only applying two coats.

To apply his lip gloss you put it on yourself first, before giving him a fat kiss on the lips, successfully transferring it onto him. But to your dismay he leans in for more, shoving his tongue into your mouth and making out with you, smearing the lip gloss all over both your mouths.

“Sam you look so pretty!!” You giggle out as you pull away, dragging him to your mirror to show him. “I did such a good job!!” He again rolls his eyes and pats your head. “You did a very good job. Now get this off me.”

stepbro!sammy who manipulates you into sleeping with him to “help your cramps”!!! except he’s way too rough and it doesn’t help

thirza blessing us with a filthy ask today…

18+ MDNI

just a reminder that you are responsible for the media you consume! if you don’t like it, DON’T FUCKING READ IT! anyways bear🐻 presents..

cw: PERIOD SEX! STEPCEST! fem!reader, dom!sam, coercion kinda so slight dub-con, creampie, oral (fem receiving), cum-eating.

“cmon, lemme help! i read it in an article once.”

you roll your eyes as your step-brother continues to pester you about trying to help with your period cramps. sam sits next to you on your bed while you lie on your back, clearly struggling with your ailments.

“sam i’m not going to fuck you just because you think it’ll help with my cramps.”

you huff out in frustration at his naïve horniness, knowing he’s just trying to get inside you. despite this, he persists.

“i know it’ll help! you’ll enjoy it too..”

“will not! it’ll be all wet and messy- not to mention gross! we’d have to lay a towel down.”

sam groans out and throws his head back, obviously annoyed with your refusal to his lust-filled proposal.

“oh please, it’s not like the sex we usually have isn’t messy already.”

your jaw drops at his disgusting (but true) statement, trying to deny that the two of you have had sex before. he’s your step-brother after all!

“n-no! i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

sam chuckles at your half-witted attempt of a lie while you try and avert your gaze from the growing bulge in his jeans.

“i think you do, sweetie. i know you haven’t forgotten about the other night..”

his dirty whispers fill your head up with images of your mouth around sam’s cock, his hands in your hair as he face fucks you rough. the night ended with your mascara smeared and your swollen lips covered in your step-brother’s milky seed.

while you were lost in thought, sam slipped next to you, his warm breath hitting your ear and leaving you flushed.

“now you remember, don’t you? cmon baby, let your big brother make you feel better.”

only a few minutes later were you bent over on all fours, sam’s thick cock ramming into you from behind. the blood spilling from your entrance served as lube for him, making each thrust let out a wet squelching noise.

he pounded into you hard and rough, leaving no room for the ‘relief’ he promised. the tip of sam’s cock kissed your cervix and forced its way into you, causing you to let out squeals of pain and pleasure.

sam’s hand was placed where your ass met your lower back, pushing you back and forth on his cock to help him thrust inside you. his other hand was tangled in your hair, using it as a handle for him.

“sweet jesus. look at you taking your brother’s cock so well. my cock looks so good covered in your blood, baby.”

you let out whimpers of protest in response, seemingly begging him to slow down or be a little more gentle, but you’re only met with maniacal chuckles in response.

sam’s hand weaves out of your hair to hold the back of your head, pushing it down into the mattress and effectively silencing you so his groans and smacking skin are the sounds left in the bedroom.

with every thrust into you, your step-brother’s heavy balls smack your sensitive clit, sending shivers through your fucked-out body. looking down at the bloody mess only turned sam on more, leaving him staring down at his cock slamming in and out of your tight cunt. the sight makes his balls tighten and his cock throb, bringing him closer and closer to his peak.

“holy fuck i’m gonna cum in this tight pussy.”

sam moans out loud and slaps your ass, marking his territory. he gives you three or four hard thrusts and spills his load into you in thick ropes of cum, leaving you spent beneath him without an orgasm yet.

before your disappointment can fulling fester, sam is pulling out of your cunt and bending down to face your pussy. he places both hands on your ass cheeks and dives face first into your cunt, slurping and sucking out his own cum.

you’re left speechless, only able to let out wanton moans and squeals of absolute bliss as your step-brother eats you out like a man starved. with each flick and touch of his blood-covered tongue you’re pulled closer to the edge of your orgasm.

“sammy i’m gonna cum! oh my god-”

sam’s hands grip your ass harder and your toes curl as your orgasm comes over you in a large wave, leaving you shaking and spasming against his tongue. sam continues to slurp and lick his way through your climax till you’re completely slumped against the mattress below you.

while you’re trying to catch your breath, huffing and puffing on all fours, sam stands up and wipes his blood and cum covered mouth with the back of his hand.

“so are those cramps gone yet?”

ty for the ask <3

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SAM MONROE HEADCANONS 🖤

Sam Monroe who's picking your clothes for you. Taking those cute, pink skirts and coquette accessories since he's obsessed with them (only on you)

Sam Monroe who's waiting for your classes to end so he could pick you up and make sure you're back at home all nice and safe

Sam Monroe who's absolutely in love with everything you do. He could be a total ass to anybody but would never dare himself to act like that towards his princess

Sam Monroe calling you princess, my girl, angel, baby

Sam Monroe who's making sure to give you flowers not only on your anniversary or valentine's day. He would stand at your door with this cute smile, holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers

Sam Monroe being the type of boyfriend to give you small present almost every day or few times a week. He would say that he doesn't need occasion to give you presents/appreciate you. Mostly if he hadn't had the money it would be some origami that he did when he was bored or other things that he did himself

Sam Monroe's piercings that you can feel whenever he's sliding his tongue into your mouth or just kissing you

Sam Monroe who's a cuddling bear. He could cuddle to you without the break all the time and still would want more. He just loves when he's all snuggled up to you, murmuring all things he wants to tell you before he'll probably drift off in your arms

Sam Monroe who loves when you play with his hair. Especially when you two are cuddling. It makes him feel more calm, safe and it easily makes him sleepy

Sam Monroe who absolutely loves the sound of your voice. If you two didn't see each other for a longer period of time he'd definitely listen to your previous voiceovers on repeat

TW: mentions of smut

Sam Monroe who wants to kiss you till he loses his breath. He would pull back, softly gasping before giving you another kiss

Sam Monroe who is obsessed with making love to you. He loves the sound of your whimpers/moans when your eyes roll behind your head in ecstacy because of him

Sam Monroe who'll apologize over and over again for 'hurting' you during sex (like some bruises)

Sam Monroe who was (and still is) a whimpering mess whenever you're riding him or giving him a head

Sam Monroe who fucks you silly while your parents are in the house

Sam Monroe who will make sure to compliment you during sex to make you more comfortable and more confident within yourself and your body. He would whisper/moan things between his thrusts like; such a good girl, taking all of me this good/ Look at you, so beautiful..taking this cock like that/ Yeah? You're gonna cum? Go on, wanna see that pretty face when you come/ such a greedy, little pussy, begging for me all day

Sam Monroe who gives you aftercare. Will clean you off, whispering sweet words to you and planting small, loving kisses here and there ୨୧

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MINORS DNI 18+

SAM MONROE is so excited to have a real girl in his room. A girl that he not only has a hopeless crush on, but one that’s too cool to hang out with him. Yet here you are, messing with his trinkets on his shelves and asking him about the video games he likes to play stacked on top of his console. You’re too hot to be here, you’re too hot to be talking to him, but you’re smiling and you’re interested. It makes him sweat, stuttering his way through conversation like a newborn fawn walking for the first time. When you flirt with him, he’s so nervous it goes right over his head. In your eyes you’re being so obvious it makes you look desperate, frustratingly enough. You’re taking your hoodie off so you’re in just your tank-top and push-up bra; you’re wearing the tiniest sporty shorts you could find, pulled up so the undersides of your ass peek out; you even cuddle up to him on his bed so he can smell the perfume you’re wearing. It comes to its most extreme when you straddle him, forcing him to look at you with your hand on his chin. You gaze into those blue eyes lined in black eye make-up and moisten your lips watching his plump out. Making out with Sam Monroe you’d think he’d be just as tentative as always, but he grabs you with those long fingers clamping your waist. He wastes no time in heating up the kiss, plunging his tongue into your mouth like he’ll die if he won’t. There’s no nuance, no patience. Instead, he’s gripping you and tugging you back and forth over his crotch, leaning over you as your back arches from the pressure. You can feel him harden instantly, like he was at the ready this whole time, and now that you’ve given him an in there’s no turning back.

i’ve been thinking about this tooo much.

MDNI 18+

The tall glass building loomed in front of you, reflecting the sunlight in a shimmering display of modern architecture. You grab Sam's hand, feeling the callouses on his fingers as you ascend the steps towards the entrance. The automatic doors slide open, revealing a sleek lobby lined with marble floors and contemporary art installations.

"So this is where your old man works, huh?" Sam glances around the lavish lobby, looking up at the high ceiling, his gaze occasionally catching sight of the impressive artwork adorning the walls. You nod, leading him towards the elevator bank. "Yeah, he’s worked here since I was a baby. They're usually pretty cool about me bringing people in. Just don't touch anything too expensive, alright?" You smirk, trying to lighten the mood before stepping into the elevator, pushing the button for the floor where your dad's office is located.

As the elevator doors slide shut behind you both, sealing you inside the small metallic box, Sam’s hand creeps up, brushing your ass gently.

“Sam, no.” you drag your words, warning Sam to not go any further. The warmth of his touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you find yourself leaning into him even more. "Come on, you scared?" he whispers softly, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your skin. The closeness between you two intensifies, making it difficult to concentrate on anything other than the rising tension. Sam tries to plant a kiss to your lips but you turn your head and push him away, laughing at his sudden neediness.

“No quit it! Not here-” You turn your head away again just to have Sam grab your jaw to make you face him again. His lips press firmly against yours, the urgency of his kiss leaving no room for doubt. As he pulls you closer, your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, holding onto him tightly. His lean body supports yours effortlessly, enveloped by the confined space of the elevator. The faint sound of the creaky gears echo in the background, reminding you of the steady ascent to your father's office, but all you can think about is the man whose tongue now caresses yours.

His hands trace down your back, finding purchase on your hips, pulling you closer still. The passion and desperation in his kiss leave you weak in the knees, making it hard to catch your breath. Sam’s hand glides down your waist, slowly making its way under the hem of your pants. His fingers finally slip beneath your underwear, feeling the damp fabric against your arousal. A satisfied smile spreads across his face, and he lets out a low growl, the vibrations of which you feel all over. "Too easy," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. “I’ll be quick, I promise.”

Sam’s fingers slide easily inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit in circular motions, adding to the already intense sensations. “F-fuck Sam…” Your eyes flutter, reacting to his skilled touch as your body responds eagerly. The elevator inches towards your floor, but at this moment, it feels like time stands still.

"Shhh, baby, let it happen," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. His words serve as permission, and soon enough, your body trembles as an orgasm courses through you. Sam holds you tighter, letting you ride out the most unexpected and exhilarating climax inside the elevator.

Finally, the elevator comes to a halt, the familiar ding breaking the spell of intimate pleasure. As the doors open, Sam releases you and sticks his fingers in his mouth, his face plastered with cockiness and pride knowing he just took you to new heights.

wearing an ‘i love emo boys’ top in front of sam monroe !

( swearing, kissing, mentions of cum )

“what the fuck is that?” sam snickered when you entered his bedroom, a wide smile twisted on your lips twisted into a wide grin.

“my new t-shirt,” you giggled, sliding your jumper off of your shoulders and putting your hands on your hips, modeling the top for him. it was a plain black y-shirt with ‘i love emo boys’ written on it in white text, the love replaced with a red heart.

“where did you find that?” sam asked, standing up and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close, your hands came up around his neck, clinging to his as he lifted you up, swinging you off the floor and spinning you around.

“sam!” you screeched, laughing as he tossed you onto the bed. “i found it on etsy and i thought it was perfect,” you said as sam climbed onto the bed after you, grabbing the bottom of your t-shirt and tugging it down so that he could look at it better.

“emo boys?” he then asked with a raised brow and you looked at him with narrowed eyes.

“sammy, c’mon!” you groaned, “you know that you are the only emo boy i want,” you said, grabbing his shoulders and tugging him down so that he is laying on top of you, his face pressed against your chest.

“well then your top should say that,” he murmured, nipping at your chest lightly. you rolled your eyes affectionately, pressing a kiss on his forehead.

“you know how you can prove it?” you asked him, a small smirk twisting on your lips and sam looked up at you curiously, “you could cum on my top, make everyone know who i belong too,” a groan fell from sam’s lips as he pushed himself up on the bed so that he was hovering over you.

“yea, wanna walk around looking like my pretty little cum rag, babe?” sam asked, hand slipping between your thighs and you let out a heavy breath.

“yes, sammy, please,” you begged, hands clutching at his t-shirt tightly and he grinned.

“i fucking love this top” he said before pressing his lips to yours.

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i ❤️ emo boys !

RING-POP

PAIRING. sam monroe x f!reader

SYNOPSIS. sam makes you try a different version of your favorite candy; bigger and bitter.

WARNINGS. NSFW themes (18+), pet-names, cursing, dirty-talk & too many puns (i swear this punk cannot shut up), name-calling (brat, dumb girl), brat-taming, degradation, slight dacryphilia, perv!sam, clueless!reader, oral sex (m! receiving), face-fucking, bondage, slight slapping (with a belt, with his cock), hair-pulling, sexualising food?

SMACK, SLURP, POP. the sounds filled sam’s humid room. his brow furrowed further, a look of disdain washing over his pale features at the noise. the videogame in front of him needed all his heed, but it seemed like his brat, bambi, demanded some of that attention, too.

“stop that,” he groaned, frustrated. the sound of his thumbs assaulting the buttons on his controller should’ve been all that was heard, had you not been deep-throating the candy sam made the mistake of getting you. “what— i’m just having my candy,” you whined before continuing, “—and besides, if you have a problem, why don’t you let me sit away from you—” he was quick to shut down that idea, gripping the flesh of your thighs. maybe sam was in the wrong for getting you the cherry ring-pop, your favourite, and maybe it wasn’t the best idea to have you perched on his lap, sitting comfortably (cluelessly) on his aching boner, but in his defence, he just wanted to feast his eyes on the sight of your plump lips wrapped around the toy candy, sucking and slurping, just as you are now like the good girl you are, but once he switched his playstation on, the competitive side came out.

you shift to your comfort in his lap, feeling the tent in his pants poke directly into your mound. you had an arm crossed over sam’s neck, bringing the ring-clad finger to your mouth and sucking. at the taste of the sweet cherry juices dripping into your mouth, you groan in sam’s ear.

the sounds traveled straight to his cock, his mind tuning out his reality— the game at hand— just to focus at your skilful tongue, stained red by the candy. “if you don’t quit it—” he sighed, his voice strained. the next thing you know, his character is being obliterated by the enemy. you stifled a giggle, your plan worked.

sam had left you so, so worked up. choosing to take out his frustration with his family on some stupid toy, rather than your willing pussy. ever since that day at the playground, you couldn’t go a day without sam pounding into your drooling cunt. even if it was always him starting it, he got you to finish, and you were forever grateful for it. but today? when you dolled up in all black— tank top and skirt— with red lingerie, he decided to pick up that gaming console and not let go.

“alright, bambi, i’ve had it with you,” he gets up abruptly, causing you to hit the ground and land on your knees. you gasped, offended.

his hands, full of real, crude metal were quick to move, undoing his belt, unlike your delicate hand that was motionless with the toy ring perched on it. the leather of his studded belt flicked across your cheek, causing you to look up at sam through wet lashes. he only smirked at the sight. your eyes flicked to the bulge revealed in his boxers, and now your mouth watered for a taste that wasn’t cherry ring-pop.

“‘like to suck your candy, huh, brat?” he squeezed your cheeks together. “since you’ve been practising in my goddamn ears all day,” he continued, pulling out his cock, “let’s see how good you’ve gotten.” his cock was slapped against the same spot at the belt. you only stared at him through your long lashes, unwilling to satiate when you’re unsatisfied yourself. “come on, bambi, open up,” he squeezed your cheeks again, causing your mouth to gape open. “i can’t guarantee it tastes like cherries, but you’re open to trying sweet-n-salty, aren’tcha?” he giggled, amused at his own snarky comments.

the fat tip of his cock pressed into your plump, gape lips, and instinctively, your tongue stuck out to lick it. “there we go,” sam sighed, ready to return to cloud 9.

you sheepishly swirled your tongue around the bulbous tip of his cock, relishing in the taste of his precum oozing into your tastebuds. oh, yeah, you’ve found yourself a new favourite flavour.

“hands up for me, bambi,” he sighed, breathless already. you oblige, eyes widening when his belt snaked over your wrists, tying them in an unholy matrimony. your hands rested in your lap, preventing you from pleasuring yourself like you intended to. “now, open wide f’me.” you’re obedient, eager to please, for you know if sam’s satisfied he would overlook the ‘punishment’ and stick his cock into you. your pussy flutters at the thought of being full again.

as your throat relaxed around him, you started taking more and more of his length, looking up at him through your lashes to seek his validation, and the mere sight was rewarding. his brows furrowed, a pink flush crept into his pale skin, while his lips were plump and agape, marks of his teeth etched into the skin. “your mouth was made to suck cock, y’know that— my cock. you’re only gonna squeeze my cock with that fuckin’ throat, y’hear?” he nods, authoritative yet cooing, “is my girl understanding me?” so you bobble your head along with length. “fuck yeah, brat. going dumb on my cock,” he moans, and you were eager to illicit more of those sounds.

you relax your jaw, inhale deeply, and let him take charge. when sam realises this, the little devil smirks, running his fingers through your scalp to tug at your hair.

his cock pistons in and out of your throat, your eyes watering and your breath haggard. your pussy clenched around nothing but the flooded dampness of your cotton panties.

“oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fu—” incoherent grunts and groans filled the room along with the delirious smell of your arousals. “fuuuuck, bambi,” sam’s thrusts got sloppier.

“you know,” he spoke, breathless yet mischievously, “this candy comes with a creamy centre,” he chuckled, grunting as he came undone in your mouth. “sweet n’ salty, yeah?” he stroked his cock, relishing in the sight of his heavy load dripping down your plump lips. you were quick to swallow every drop, selfishly devouring your favourite candy. you wondered if this was gluttony or lust?

when satiated, sam pulled away, tucking his cock away. you, too, get up from the floor, wincing at the pain of kneeling down for too long.

you shimmy out of your clothes, making your way towards his bed. sam sees you in the corner of his eye, an eyebrow irking at your actions, “what do you think you’re doing,” he asked plainly, leaving you confused. “i- you’re fucking me, right?” you had a pitiful look on your face, so eager to chase your own release with his assistance. “like hell i will, dumb girl,” sam scoffed, “brats don’t get pleasure after punishment,” he shrugged coldly, grabbing his gaming console.

he pointed towards his thighs, “sit your ass back down,” you whine, “but i’ll be so boooored,” yet perch on his lap, still.

“—and i finished my ring-pop,” you sigh in frustration. sam chuckles, “don’t worry, i’ll have your new favourite out in a minute,”

“this flavour never finishes, just keeps on coming.”

THIS PUNK—

SEE ALSO. playground [PRELIMINARY FIC]. more of Sam Monroe [MEAN!SAM, BIMBO!READER AND OTHER TROPES].

Sam + Scott as Twins...

I know I haven't posted before, so... Hi! I wanted to possibly start writing on here, and see if anyone liked it. However, I will start by saying I don't write for specific people, I usually just write without "reader" or I write with my OC. I thought I'd just give it a try and see where it goes. So I hope you enjoy! <3

WARNINGS: female (the person who's getting fucked; not "y/n" or "reader" but you can imagine it), porn w no plot, no "established" relationship (until the end), incest (ish?), p in v, oral (m receiving), heavy mentions of breeding (+ birth control mentioned), creampie, degradation/dirty talk, praise, spanking/impact play, slight nipple play, backshots, pet names (baby, princess, honey, slut), aftercare, lmk if I missed any!

WC: 1,069 (haha 69)

"So you really are into both of us," SAM taunts as he drills into her from behind, making her lose his brother's dick from her mouth. He smirks victoriously as SCOTT grunts in frustration, yanking her upper body closer to him. His twin doesn't let that slide, however, gripping her hips even tighter and basically slamming her into him. Her cries of both pleasure and pain were music to his ears, smacking her ass and kneading it to watch it jiggle.

"Jus' lemme at least get the fucking tip in," SCOTT says with a hint of irritation, having to move forward himself now to get closer to her oh so heavenly face.

"How do her tits look?" Sam asks as he relentlessly continues his assault on her cunt, completely ignoring his brother's complaints. He was blinded by his drive for release and pure lust.

"Can't really see 'em from this angle," he replies, tapping her cheek with his throbbing cock head, signaling her to open her mouth.

SAM smacks her ass even harder, making her whine loudly at the feeling of the cold rings on his fingers colliding with her skin. "Arch your back more, slut," he commands, "wanna let him see those gorgeous tits all on display, hm?"

She does as she's told, holding onto SCOTT for dear life now. Her breasts bounced with each erratic thrust, taking at least half of his length as he moved forward a tad bit more, his eyes glued to her.

"That's it, good girl," he groans in praise, his hands tangling in her hair. "Make me feel so good."

"Look at you," SAM growls in her ear, bending down to her current position as he continues to pound her, "so pretty, all for us. Who knew you were such a naughty girl? Taking both of us at the same time..."

"And doing a damn good job at it," SCOTT pants, thrusting into her mouth at the same pace as his brother. Tears started to well up in her eyes, too far gone in pleasure to care.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," SCOTT warns, his movements becoming sloppier and more desperate.

"Hold on, 'm almost there," SAM says quickly, increasing his pace impossibly faster, making her moan and create noises of pleasure around his brother's cock. The vibrations got him even closer, knowing he can't hold on for much longer.

"She's close too, can feel it," SAM laughs, grabbing one of her tits and rolling the nipple between his fingers, "taking my cock so good. You gonna milk it, baby? Milk it for all my cum?"

She nods frantically, kissing SCOTT'S tip a few quick times before he shoves his member back into her mouth.

"Gonna be so full, huh?" SCOTT chimes in, smirking a bit.

"Fuck yeah she is," his brother replies, pounding her cunt even harder, "wish she didn't take that stupid birth control. Coulda made her a mommy."

Her walls clench at his dirty words, and he notices quite quickly. "You want that, huh? You want me to get you pregnant with my baby?" he chides, feeling on the brink of release. He could cum from just the thought. "Yeah you do, grippin' me like a fuckin' vice." He looks up at SCOTT. "She prolly wants to get swollen with our baby."

They both smirk at each other, keeping it in mind for another time.

"C'mon, princess," SCOTT encourages, "we're cumming together."

They both keep a fast pace as her muffled mewls are barely heard around his dick, and all three of them climax at the same time, both her pussy and her throat getting pumped with seed.

"Yes!" SAM grunts, both boys tilting their heads back in pleasure, slowly continuing to thrust.

After they come down from their highs, they look down at their girl below them, and the absolute mess her cunt made. Her and SAM'S thighs and some of his abdomen was drenched, as was the floor below. She definitely squirted. Just the simple fact that they brought her that pleasure just made them want to have a round two. But not now.

"Fuck, that was better than I thought it'd be," SCOTT pants, pulling out of her mouth gently and tilting her head up, her teary eyes meeting his blue. "You okay, love?"

She nods slowly, dazed by her intense orgasm, "Yeah... 'm okay."

He smiles a bit, leaning down to kiss her, tasting a slight it of his cum in her mouth.

Reluctantly, SAM pulls out and spreads her cheeks with his thumbs, watching his cum drip from her insides. The sight turned him on even more.

"Don't think I've ever came that much in my life," he comments with a deep chuckle, looking at his brother, "grab a plug from the drawer."

When she heard his words, her eyes widened slightly, but she didn't oppose it. She was on birth control, after all.

SCOTT grabbed a plug, one with a nice, shiny gem on it, and tossed it to SAM, who used his fingers to scoop up and fuck the cum back into her hole.

Still sensitive, she whined and bucked her hips, but he kept her in place, and SCOTT returned right in front of her, bringing her face up once more to keep her bent over for his brother.

"Shh, it's okay," he shushed, tracing her jawline as SAM finished his work and slowly inserted the plug into her pussy.

"You probably feel so good right now," he says with a snicker, bringing her up so now her back is against his chest. "Took us like a champ."

She hummed in content with a small, tired smile, resting her head on his chest as well. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, and SCOTT came in and lifted her by the legs, causing her to yelp.

The two of them just held her there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow together before laying down on the bed with her.

SAM massages her hips as she clings onto him, and SCOTT embraces her from behind, stroking her hair, all while they both give her kisses along her body.

"Wish this could last forever," she says quietly, sighing. The two boys then look at each other, and nod; they knew they wanted this too.

They lean in a bit more, their lips brushing against her ears. "Then let's make it last forever."

(sorry if this was bad!)

ROCKSTAR! Sam Headcanons

I haven't posted in a while, so I decided it was about time to feed some content! I'm trying to experiment a little with format and stuff, so any advice/tips or whatever you'd like to offer (if anything) would be so appreciated! <3

WARNINGS: female s/o, some smut, breeding kink, fluff, lmk if I missed any!

= regular

❤ = smut

rockstar! Sam who's either a bassist, guitarist, or drummer (maybe some vocals here and there, or he dabbles in all areas depending on what the band as a whole wants to do!)

rockstar! Sam who would let her play onstage with the band if she wants (secretly wants her to join the band officially but would never admit it)

rockstar! Sam who would show his girl off to the fans and the entire world as soon as they started dating; he wants everyone to know she's his and his alone (possessive much?)

rockstar! Sam who would bring her to EVERY show; he would make sure she also has a good time while staying safe, probably hiring extra bodyguards/security specifically for her

rockstar! Sam who lives for the adrenaline and all the feelings onstage, but his favorite parts of the night are when he sees/interacts with his girl while onstage and seeing her after shows

rockstar! Sam who's either a bassist, guitarist, or drummer (maybe some vocals here and there, or he dabbles in all areas depending on what the band as a whole wants to do!)

rockstar! Sam who would let her play onstage with the band if she wants (secretly wants her to join the band officially but would never admit it)

rockstar! Sam who would show his girl off to the fans and the entire world as soon as they started dating; he wants everyone to know she's his and his alone (possessive much?)

rockstar! Sam who would bring her to EVERY show; he would make sure she also has a good time while staying safe, probably hiring extra bodyguards/security specifically for her

rockstar! Sam who lives for the adrenaline and all the feelings onstage, but his favorite parts of the night are when he sees/interacts with his girl while onstage and seeing her after shows

-> they act like they haven't seen each other for like 10 years, even if it was as short as a few minutes... (they have separation issues/anxiety)

rockstar! Sam who, deep down, is a bit of a hopeless romantic (and has a soft spot for his girl)

rockstar! Sam who respects her decision on whether or not she smokes/drinks/does drugs

rockstar!Sam who finds it super hot when her lips are touching/around the rim of a glass or a cigarette (he doesn't know why but we all know that he imagines it like something else when he's getting freaky)

rockstar! Sam who always has her in at least one of his clothing items 24/7; usually it's his leather jacket because he doesn't wear it that often

rockstar! Sam who has matching everything with his girl

-> could be piercings, tats, clothing, jewelry... he doesn't care

rockstar! Sam who lives for a good makeout session after shows (usually leads to sex)

❤ rockstar! Sam who wants sex 24/7 (he's literally the most hormonal boy ever)

❤ rockstar! Sam who ig I could see being a switch, but he's more of a dom sub than a subby sub

-> if he's really desperate, he might be more subby, but he prefers to be in control

❤ rockstar! Sam who would just babble about how he's gonna knock her up when he's close to cumming (it doesn't matter if she's on birth control or not, he's still gonna say it if he wants)

-> "Yeah? You want my seed? You want my babies?" he grunts as he animalistically thrusts into her, keeping his torturous pace as he gets even closer to the pinnacle of his pleasure. "Of course you do. Pussy needs me."

rockstar! Sam who would put her on his lap and let her do his makeup (he js loves to have her on his lap in general)

rockstar! Sam who is always touching her in some way (as long as they aren't separated)

rockstar! Sam who is just so enamored with her to the point he sometimes can't see that she's the same way about him

rockstar! Sam who is literally obsessed with his girl

rockstar! Sam who, if he had enough money (especially if the band is starting to get bigger and make more money), would spoil her rotten whenever he wanted (despite her attempted protests)

rockstar! Sam who's love language is physical touch and giving gifts

rockstar! Sam who would actually consider doing less of/stop doing drugs/smoking/drinking/etc if she asked him to, even if he wasn't too fond of the idea

-> "Is that really what you want?" he asks her, sighing as he runs a hand through his hair. "I get your concern, baby... but I dunno. Could I maybe... think about it? Would you not stay with me if I didn't stop?" (of course she would, but she's simply concerned for his health)

rockstar! Sam who would bring his girl up on stage to show her off even more

-> "Isn't she gorgeous?" he asks the crowd, which erupts into cheers and screams. He looked at her blushing, embarrassed face and forces her to look at him, and smirked, "Yeah, she is. All mine."

hope you enjoyed! <3

Thought I’d reach out again since I have more WIPs (and possible works), so here’s all the current ones!

Bad, Bad Cliffhangers (Scott smut)

Smut Alphabet (for all characters, they’ll have their separate posts; currently working on Anakin to kickstart it!)

Hayden and His Characters Comforting During A Thunderstorm

Dating Hayden and His Characters Headcanons

POSSIBLE works:

Mafia Anakin

another Sam + Scott Monroe one-shot

Emperor Anakin

some random drabbles/one-shots

BTW: I will eventually write at least one thing for each character.

lmk if you want to be added to the taglist for any!

Yesss that’s absolutely fine can’t wait to read it 😁😁😁

Conflicted

(link to og ask)

WARNINGS: eventual smut/porn w plot (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, threesome (the boys aren’t dating each other tho cuz INCEST), unprotected sex (piv), dp (double penetration), praise, degradation, name calling (slut), a bit of worship, oral/facefucking (m receiving), brief tit and pussy slapping, brief nipple play, a bit of aftercare, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: The twins take their best friend on a trip with their family, and end up confessing things that weren't wanted to be said.

-> note: Scott still does have sexual trauma, but it was with his aunt (who they now have a restraining order against). I’m so sorry this took so long!

WC: 1,922 words

Sam and Scott were going on a trip to Maine; their grandparents had owned a house there and they handed it down to their parents, so now they used it as a vacation home whenever they were going up there for a bit. This time, though, they wanted to bring an extra guest.

"Morning, mom," Scott said as he came down the stairs from his room. Sam was already in the kitchen, eating a bowl of cereal. It was rare to see him actually eating elsewhere besides his own room, but his excuse was he "just felt like it."

"Hi, sweetie," she responds lovingly as she makes herself some waffles, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"Uhm... I'll just have some cereal," he decides, grabbing the box and pouring some into a bowl he fetches as well.

The silence was deafening, and all it did was create a slight tension in the room. "Mom..." Scott starts, and he looks at Sam, raising his eyebrows at him. They discussed this last night, wanting to ask to bring their best friend (and crush) along with them, but they never really came to a final thought. Sam shook his head quickly, but stopped and continued eating his food normally when their mother turned around.

"Yes?" she said. "What is it?"

He hesitates for a minute, wondering if he should give into not asking like his brother wanted him to, but he decided to ask anyways, being the asshole he is. "...Can our friend come with us to Maine?"

Sam groaned, slamming his head onto the island in frustration, which earned him a silently scolding look from his mother. He was fucked as soon as Sam could get him alone.

"The one that dresses like you?" she asks, to which he nods. "...Well, we all like her and enjoy her company. So, to be honest, I don't see why not."

Scott's eyes widened in surprise, and Sam's head shot up, his expression one of pure shock too. "What?" their voices rung out through the kitchen.

"A thing at work popped up, emergency, so I can't go with you guys. However, I'd be more than happy if she went with you both, so then you'll have someone else to hang out with. I was going to invite her anyways."

They certainly didn't see that coming.

That’s how they ended up loading up their mom’s van with their bags, waiting for her to show up. Their hearts pounded in their ears, the tension only heightening with each passing second.

And then she showed up, wearing a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants. It was going to be a long ride, so it made sense why she’d want to dress comfortable. But all it did was make their cocks harden in their pants. They thought she looked good in anything; she could wear a potato sack and they’d still get aroused.

“Hey, guys,” she greets as she carries her bags with her, gently putting them on the ground to return the hugs they immediately gave her. They were acting like they were little kids on Christmas with how excited they were.

“Hey,” Sam said, ruffling her hair a bit playfully. “You excited?”

“You should be,” Scott chimed in, “the place we have in Maine is huge. We got jet skis and kayaks for the lake, we got a shit ton of games… It’s gonna be so fuckin’ fun.”

"I bet," she responds as she puts her bags in the back, the twins following suit with theirs. Sam couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt; she might just think of them as friends, but they wanted something more. What if they completely screwed up if they told her, and that their friendship was ruined?

Scott felt the sudden tension from his brother, since they're pretty much involuntarily synced, and elbows him lightly. They both lock in a stare, and immediately, Scott knows what he's thinking about. "It'll be fine, man," he whispers to his brother.

"Are you sure about that?" he murmurs back, hoping it didn't seem suspicious. However, he felt a bit of relief since she was already opening the door and getting in the car. "I just... I don't know about this, dude."

"We at least gotta try," Scott says, "because we'll never know if we don't. You know she ain't gonna make the first move if she does feel the same."

Sam nods a little, "I know, I know. I guess we can try... I at least wanna stay friends. But what if she doesn't wanna?"

He sighs. "Then we'll just have to live with that. Somehow."

The both of them just decide it's probably the best that they stop talking, and they both get in the car as well. They weren't going to get anywhere just sitting there with their dicks painfully hard.

Once they got there, they settled in, unpacking their things and chilling out on the couch. The place was massive, and they took pride in it as they saw how awestruck she was. They were right on the water, too, which made it even more of a beautiful area.

"I wanna go for a quick swim," she states, getting up from the couch, "you two can come if you want. Then we can watch a bunch of horror movies when I get back, like we wanted."

They nod, and Scott looks over the couch. "I'll come," he says, turning off whatever random movie they put on.

Sam only took the initiative, feeling a little bit of jealousy, "I'll come too."

And so they all changed into swimwear, and the twins couldn't help but stare as they saw her in a black bikini. She smirked, rolling her eyes playfully. "Like what you see?"

They snapped out of their trance, their faces flushing a bit in embarrassment. They were way too alike sometimes.

She chuckled, "I'm just fucking with you guys."

They made their way to the dock, and she was the first jump in, emerging a few seconds later and moving her hair away from her face. "C'mon, you chickens!" she called out. "The water's perfect."

Sam looked at his brother, who simply shrugged, before following suit and jumping in. Coming up a few seconds later, he gestured for Sam to join them. He sighed, rolling his eyes before doing the same.

Eventually it became a warzone, all of them splashing water at each other and laughing. It was perfect, the addition of the sunset making the moment even more memorable, and Sam couldn't hold it in anymore. As she sent water towards him, he went under, popping up right in front of her.

His blue-grey eyes locked on hers, and they both just looked at each other for a moment before he cupped her face and kissed her passionately. Surprisingly, she was kissing back. Thank god, that would've been awkward.

Scott, for one, was shocked. Wasn't Sam literally the one that was reluctant to do this in the first place a few hours before? However, he didn't object to the idea, making his way over to the two. He put himself behind her, grabbing her hips and kissing her neck.

She moaned a bit into the kiss as she got double the attention, wrapping her arms around Sam's neck as their tongues danced.

He picked her up while still kissing her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her inside, Scott following the two eagerly. They were in for a wild ride.

They laid a towel on the bed, and put her down on top of it, taking a second to just admire her there. Her hair was fanned out above her head, as if it were a halo, and she was panting for air she was trying to regain from the heated kiss. They made quick work of removing their swimwear, and soon all three of them were naked.

They couldn't even believe this was happening right now, but she wasn't objecting to anything, so they took it as the hint that she wanted this just as much.

"Jus' tell us if it's too much, mkay?" Sam murmurs, to which she nods in response.

She then looks over at Scott. "Are you sure about this, Scotty?" she asks, "I don't want you to force yourself-"

"I've never wanted anything more in my entire life," he cuts her off. "I'm okay. Trust me."

He then then grabbed her hips, bringing her to the edge of the bed, his cock right at her entrance. "I'm goin' first."

Sam rolled his eyes and got on the bed above her, tapping the fat head of his dick to her lips. "Kiss."

She obeyed, giving little kisses to his tip like she were worshipping him. He smirked, satisfied. "Good girl... gonna have to make you worship me a lot more often. Lick."

She once again complied, kitten licking the throbbing head. He sighed in content, watching her submit to him as Scott pushed inside her.

She gasped, her head tilting back a bit so now her nose was touching Sam's tip, and he slapped her breast, making her cry out. "I didn't tell you to stop, slut," he growls, and she immediately goes back to kissing and licking, to which he hums in approval. "There y' go. Good fuckin' girl."

Scott set an unimaginable pace, barely giving her time to adjust. He just fit so perfectly, how could he resist? "Oh my fuck, Sam. You're gonna love this pussy just as much as I am," he grunted, "fit so nicely. She was so made for us."

"Yeah?" he says to his brother, before giving her another command. "Open."

She opens her mouth, and he slides inside, ignoring her tiny gag and he thrust into her throat. "Oh wow, baby. You're a fuckin' natural. Takin' us like a pro."

"I'm gonna cum!" she whimpered, though it was muffled because she had Sam's cock stuffed down her throat. They could make out what she said, though, and Scott only sped up, even though it felt like he was already at maximum speed.

"C'mon, cum for us," Scott coaxed, moving his hand to give little slaps on her clit, amplifying her pleasure. At the same time, Sam pinched both her nipples while still fucking her face, sending her over the edge and squirting all over Scott's cock.

He groaned and followed shortly after, shooting ropes of his hot seed inside her, her walls milking him for every last drop. Sam came at the same time as his brother, ironically, releasing his cum into her mouth and pulling out shortly after. "Show me," he commands, to which she sticks her tongue out, his seed on her tongue and in her mouth. He hums in content, smirking, "Swallow." She complies, and he leans down to kiss her.

Scott had a smug smirk on his face, too, pulling out to admire his work and watch his cum drip from her greedy hole. "Let's switch."

After a long, intense night, the three of them cuddled under the sheets, her in the middle, Scott in front of her and Sam behind her.

"...I love you guys," she whispers, still overstimulated from all the rounds they had.

Sam smiles, kissing her cheek from behind. "I love you too."

"And I love you too," Scott adds, not wanting to give his brother the upper hand, kissing her forehead.

She smiles to herself, "So, are we're like... dating now?"

"Well, duh," Sam responds, putting his chin on her head. "Just not dating... each other, y'know."

Scott nods in agreement. "But we're gonna have to get used to sharing, then."

Sam smirks a bit, "I'm fine with that."

HOPE YOU ENJOYED! <3

Kinktober Day 4 (10/04): Piercings + Nipples starring Sam Monroe

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WARNINGS: porn w plot/eventual smut though brief (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Sam/sub s/o, piercings, brief nipple play/sucking, hc that Sam has a Prince Albert piercing, car sex, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: Tension was high between Sam and his best friend who he wanted so much more with. Finally, though, it was the day that he completely lost it.

-> note: I just got my helix piercing today, so I thought it was super funny that this was today’s prompt! Hope you enjoy <3

WC: 829 words

When she mentioned going to go get a helix piercing done, he couldn’t help but offer to accompany her; he knew how much she hated needles. So there he was, waiting in his car at her house to pick her up. She came out in comfortable clothes, something loose, but he couldn’t help but stare. She’s always drawn him in like that.

“You ready?” he asks as she buckles up and he leaves her house.

“Probably not,” she responds with a small smile, crossing her arms and looking out the window, “but we’re doing this.”

“I guess we are.”

Most of the ride was silent, with some metal music on low. However, he needed to talk to her; he needed to hear her voice again, he craved it. “…So you just gettin’ a helix?”

“No, I’m actually getting another one,” she corrects, “but I’m not telling you. It’s a surprise.”

He huffs and rolls his eyes before refocusing on the road, driving the remainder of the way to the piercing shop.

Soon after she was lying down in the seat, and he was holding her hand for comfort. She was a bit sweaty, due to her anxiety and literally being a living furnace, but he didn’t mind; he could be like that sometimes too. She was nervous, he understood that. But he had a feeling, a gut feeling, that his presence gave her at least a little bit more comfort.

He sat down in a stool next to her but out of the piercer’s way, whispering praises and words of encouragement to her. After the first one was done, he couldn’t help but lean in and give her an ever so gentle kiss on the forehead. It was bold yet an experimental move, an action to test the waters. She was taken aback by it, but she didn’t say anything further; she liked it.

“Took it like a pro,” he murmured against her forehead before leaning back, giving the piercer space once more to do the other side. He gave her a kiss on the cheek this time after that side was done, and she looked so amazing with them.

“And then…” the piercer started, looking over at his paper, “Nipples?”

“Yeah,” she replies in confirmation, and Sam was in absolute shock. Eyes widened, face a bit paler, everything. However, his cheeks were completely flushed.

He couldn’t help but stare as she lifted her shirt, revealing her full, perfect breasts. Holy fucking shit, were they better than he ever imagined.

He spaced out, pretty much, until he heard her suck in a sharp breath. The first one was done, and it was clearly painful.

So, he leaned in and gave kisses along her jawline. “You’re such a fuckin’ tease, draggin’ me here for this shit,” he whispers to her, nipping on her neck.

The second one clearly hurt more than the first, since she took in a bigger breath and her expression clearly served as further evidence. However, it was done just like that. The jewelry that now adorned her perky nipples, fuck… Sam was already rock hard.

Once they got in the car, he was completely silent, driving with a neutral expression. She looked out onto the road, not necessarily minding the silence, until she realized this wasn’t the way to his house. Weren’t they going to hang out at his place after? That’s what they planned. “Sammy?” she started, using that nickname only she got away with, before he quickly parked in a secluded spot in basically the middle of nowhere.

She couldn’t even get another word out because his lips crashed against hers in a bruising kiss, immediately claiming dominance and his tongue making its way into her mouth. She melted into him, kissing back softly, making a noise of content.

He moved down a bit, to her nipples as he ever so gently pushed her shirt up, careful as to not cause her any pain. “You think they’ll be fine with gettin’ a lil’ jizz on ‘em?” he questioned with a cocky smirk before latching onto one, suckling greedily yet gently to make sure it didn’t sting.

And then she was bent over in the back seat as he pounded into him. “Fuckin’ prick,” *he grunted as he thrust into her at an unruly pace, “he shouldn’t have been able to see what’s fuckin’ mine. These fuckin’ tits are mine.” It didn’t take long before they came, and he filled her full of his cum. Panting in the afterglow, he smirked as he looked down at his work. “C’mon, baby,” he breathed out, basically saying they were dating now and no excuses, “my mom’s cooked up your favorite.”

She went to grab tissues that she had with her, just in case she had some sort of reaction to the piercings, and he stopped her. “Ah ah,” he chided, “none of that. No cleanin’ it up. Want you to feel my cum drippin’ out of you.”

SORRY THE SMUT IS SO SHORT I’M SO TIRED

Kinktober Day 5 (10/05): Gangbang starring James Kelly, & Sam + Scott Monroe

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WARNINGS: smut though brief (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom James + Sam + Scott/sub s/o, gangbang, slight age gap (between the teenagers and James; all of them are 18+), degradation, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), double penetration, voyeurism/cucking, praise, pet names/name calling (slut, good girl, baby, princess), creampie, lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: The trio find themselves in a horny mess when they all find out that they’re crushing on the same girl. What’s good for them, though, is that she likes them too.

-> note: So I was really trying to space out characters, and I just realized this is literally the ONLY one that has multiple works of the same characters in the same week. So, I guess I'll just have to live with that. Btw, Sam, Scott and James aren't dating each other!

WC: 294 words

It was all a haze, pretty much. James was a good friend of Sam and Scott’s parents, so he invited them over while their parents were away. And, since they all knew what exactly this would be for (since they talked over the phone beforehand), they also invited the girl of their dreams. The girl who had all three of them unknowingly wrapped around her finger.

So here they were, fucking her absolute brains out.

“Such a fuckin’ slut,” James snarled, giving her clit a nice slap as he pounded into her ruthlessly, making her choke out a whimper around Scott’s cock. “Wanted three dicks, huh? So greedy. Well, you got ‘em.”

Sam was jacking off to the sight, already feeling close. Scott had a hold on her head, making sure it was tilted back at the perfect angle so he could have the best pleasure possible.

“Our perfect girl,” Sam cooed in praise, “good girl, baby. Such a good girl.”

“‘M gettin’ close,” Scott grunted, thrusting into her mouth a bit more forcefully, causing her to gag a little. He simply pat her cheek a few times, as if silently praising her and coaxing her, continuing his set pace. “Yeah, y’ gonna take my cum, princess? Fill you up all nice and good?”

It was absolute bliss as all four of them came together, the boys painting her gummy walls, throat and tits with their seed. What a sight it was, for sure.

They lasted the entire night, taking turns in each of her holes and filling her with their cum. Thank the universe she took her birth control early today.

And finally, early in the morning, all of them were sound asleep in each other’s arms without a care in the world.

I’M SO SORRY THAT IT’S THIS SHORT I’M ABSOLUTELY EXHAUSTED

Kinktober Day 16 (10/16): Gun Play/Masks starring Ghostface! Sam Monroe

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Sam/sub s/o, gun play, mask kink, pet names (baby, princess, good girl), bondage, brief gagging, some praise, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: Ever since Sam started high school, he had the biggest crush on this girl. She had caught his attention in a way no one else could, and the simple fact her style was similar to his made her even more alluring. Now, he would finally have her and protect her, no matter the cost.

-> note: I WAS SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS ONE RAHHHHHHH (live laugh love Ghostface Sam)

WC: 807 words

He was head over heels for a girl who attended the same high school as he did, and just who happens to be his best friend. But he wants more than that, way more than that. He wants her to be his, in every way possible, no matter what. He’d stop at nothing to make sure that happened, one way or another.

So that’s how he ended up outside her house, watching her undress and get ready for bed. His Ghostface mask and black outfit was marked with blood, the blood of a guy who had crossed the line. He had tried to grab her ass in the hallways, and he was unfortunate enough to meet such a fate, but oh well. He had no regrets whatsoever. No one touches his girl.

When she fell asleep, he stealthily made his way into the house and into her bedroom. Her parents were on vacation, leaving her home alone; it was the perfect time.

He picked her up bridal style, which had ended up waking her up. He cursed to himself internally, and her eyes widened in shock, going to scream or something while also going to punch him. He caught her hand and swiftly covered her mouth and nose, holding her against him as she struggled to escape from his grasp. “Shh, it’s okay, baby,” he murmured soothingly, the voice modulator transforming his voice into one she wouldn’t recognize. She wouldn’t let up, though, so he sighed and slipped some chloroform into her system, making her pass out.

“What am I ever gonna do with you?” he sighs, scooping her up in his arms once more before heading towards his house.

He brought her into his room, laying her down on the bed gently. He tied her to the bed just in case, and then he sat on the edge of the bed to wait for her to wake.

He was considering his options before she stirred, and of course, she woke startled. He quickly covered her mouth when she went to make a noise, and simply decided it would be better to gag her too. So he grabbed a ball gag from his drawer—he had a collection of sex toys, preparing for months for when she would be his—and put it in her mouth, securing it in the back.

“It’s okay,” he coos, smirking under the mask, “y’look so pretty like this, princess.”

She lets out a muffled whimper, struggling against the restraints that he had skillfully put her in. She couldn’t get out even if she tried, he made sure of that.

“Now,” he starts, “I’ll take off the gag if you be a good girl. But…”

He pulls out his glock, pressing it to her temple. “I ain’t afraid to use this, no matter how pretty you are. You understand?”

She nods quickly, her eyes glossy with unshed tears. He wasn’t going to use it, he couldn’t even if he wanted to, he loved her too much. But the threat of it turned him on, and he had a small feeling this whole thing turned her on too.

He took off the gag, and she was silent. She wouldn’t be for long, he knew that, because he’d be absolutely fucking her brains up. And he was right.

Her noises of pleasure escaped her lips as he drilled himself into her ruthlessly, savoring the feeling of her tight walls embracing his length so perfectly. “Shit, been thinkin’ about this and this pussy for so long,” he pants, feeling how close he was. It was so much better than his hand or his pillow, only being able to imagine how she was in bed. But now he got to experience it.

She whined in response, the restraints leaving her wrists and ankles with a reddened ring from the irritation and friction. He didn’t stop, though, keeping the gun next to her on the pillow to remind her that he could pick it up and pull the trigger if she disobeyed even just a little.

“C’mon, cum with me,” he coaxed, pinching her nipple roughly to add some stimulation. They both came in unison to his satisfaction, pumping her to the brim with his seed.

“Such a good girl f’me,” he praised lowly as they descended from their highs, panting and their bodies intertwined. He felt kind of bad that she really didn’t know who he was, since he still had the Ghostface mask on, but he’d tell her soon enough. Hopefully.

But he didn’t need to, since she figured it out on her own. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in her surroundings. Then it clicked. Her eyes widened slightly with shock. “Sam?”

He smirked, taking off the mask and revealing his face to her, before leaning in and capturing her lips in a searing kiss.